I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Lu Anran agreed, and was on his way now.

Song Qingwan hung up the phone in her hand, raised her eyes, and Lu Qidong happened to come downstairs.

His appearance is still elegant and elegant, like a gentleman and gentleman, but his expression is a bit gloomy, his thin lips are pursed, and his face is not very good.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Seeing this, Song Qingwan froze in her heart, took a step forward, and looked behind him: "Hey, where is Dad? Didn't you two come together? Why didn't you see anyone else?!"

The little girl next to her stared at them with dark and clear eyes, her eyelashes were dark and slender, like an elf in the forest.

She also had a light green water bottle hanging on her body, her bright red mouth was biting on a straw, her cheeks were bulging, she was holding the water bottle, and she was desperately lowering her head to drink water.

Lu Junhan, on the other hand, was wearing a well-cut black suit, his expression was as cold as ever, there were not too many temperature fluctuations, and his eyes were cold and calm.

"Dad he..."

Lu Qidong glanced at them, then looked at Song Qingwan in front of him, paused for a moment, and was silent for a while, before he seemed hesitant to say anything: "Dad he..."

Lu Qidong's face was ugly when he came down from the upstairs, and now he hesitated again, Song Qingwan seemed to think of something, and was immediately startled: "Dad is dead?"

"..."

Song Qingwan looked anxious: "How did you die? Where did you die? How long have you been dead?"

Lu Qidong: "..."

Lu Junhan: "..."

Lu Qidong said expressionlessly that he didn't understand your women's brain circuits very well. After being silent for a long time, he finally sighed and said with gritted teeth:

"Dad is playing mahjong with people upstairs!"

"What?! Playing mahjong??"

She took a deep breath and murmured to herself, "...then it would be better to die!"

Lu Qidong: "..."

Song Qingwan recovered from the shock, but she still couldn't hold back, she frowned,

"No...why don't you stop him? He only needs a dozen mahjongs, and he will lose nine times out of ten! You dare to let him gamble! Is it because the money is too much, or the face of our Lu family is not enough to waste? Yes! And just gamble, don't look at what occasion is now, is it the time to gamble!"

"I want to stop it too, but I can't stop it!"

Lu Qidong spread his hands helplessly, "You know, besides fishing, Dad's favorite is gambling! I stopped him just now, and he almost turned his face against me in front of so many people! Moreover, this time It was Uncle Song who invited him. Today is a big birthday, and I am a junior, so I can't deny the face of the birthday! What's more, Shen Lao is here today."

"Old Shen?"

Song Qingwan's pupils shrank suddenly.

In the entire Haicheng, there was only one person who dared to call him "Old Shen", and that person was Shen Kangping.

Being the same age as the 73-year-old old man, Song Qingwan and Lu Qidong should have called him Uncle Shen, but calling him "Old Shen" was not because of this, but because it was an honorific title, even the old man called him that.

In the early years, the old man, the old man Yu and the old man Song, as well as some other powerful families in the military and political families, were basically the subordinates of the old Shen!

Most of them were brought out by Old Shen alone.

The Shen family is a red family in the Beijing circle, and Shen Lao is a real big tiger in the military and political circles. Even the old man who has always dominated Haicheng, in front of him, can only respect him respectfully and say "Shen Lao".

It can be seen how terrifying his power is.

Recently, there are even rumors that Shen Lao is already looking for a successor.

Behind him, not only the Shen family, but also an unimaginable and unfathomable force.

Usually a lot of powerful people want to get on his big boat, but those who can be favored by Old Shen are naturally not the idle ones, and even a man like the old man is not enough to see in front of him.

Therefore, Song Qingwan was very surprised.

"Why did Shen Lao come? Isn't he the one who doesn't like such occasions the most?"

"So Uncle Song is here to accompany him now. I guess Old Shen should just come and sit, and he won't stay for long."

Lu Qidong sighed: "And today is Uncle Song's 80th birthday. It's a bad thing to say. If I don't come now, I don't know if I can come again next time!"

Next time is the 90th birthday.

But for the average person, living to eighty is considered a long life, let alone ninety.

Besides, in these ten years, any accident may happen:

"But I think Dad is sensible this time. He knows how to choose a ten-for-nine-lose mahjong game. If it were put in the past, he would probably play his favorite ten-on-ten-lose game!"

"Reason? I think he doesn't want to lose face in front of a superior like Old Shen, right?"

Song Qingwan's tone was mocking, and after a while of silence, she finally sighed and said in a low voice, "Looking at your face, I'm afraid Dad has lost a lot!"

Lu Qidong sighed: "Anyway, in the few games I watched, Dad never won! On the contrary, Uncle Yu, Uncle Song, and Uncle Lin all won and lost evenly. In short, after a few games, Dad was the only one who lost! Most of the chips in my hand are almost lost, and that face, not to mention how ugly, can't even stand by me as a bystander."

For their kind of powerful people, losing money is a trivial matter, and the important thing is face.

After playing more than a dozen rounds and not winning a single round, Lu Qidong was ashamed and ashamed to look at him, not to mention the old man himself, he didn't know where to put his old face!

In particular, Mr. Yu Yu Rende and Mr. Lin Lin Yulu never dealt with his father.

When they were young soldiers under Old Shen, Mr. Yu and Mr. Lin were very unpleasant to see the outstanding old men, and they had to compete with him in everything!

But there is no way, the old man is more talented than them in terms of military and political affairs, and after that, he has risen rapidly level by level, which makes Mr. Yu jealous.

Over the past few decades, the three of them have been fighting against each other, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are rivals.

Now that the old man has lost so badly, Yu Rende and Lin Yulu can pass such a good opportunity!

From the beginning to the end, he was always speaking sarcastically and sarcastically.

All of them are old foxes, and they are one year older than him.

Lu Qidong didn't say much, but in the end, he was so angry that he couldn't stay any longer, so he came down.

Originally, Song Qingwan didn't plan to go up. After all, a group of big men were playing cards, and it was nothing for the juniors like them to come up.

But Old Shen was here, so he had to give this face, and he didn't dare to offend him easily.

So Song Qingwan, Lu Qidong, and Lu Junhan went up with the little girl.

Before entering the door and I don't know what topic they were talking about, I heard the old man's nemesis Yu Rende's hypocritical loud voice:

"Lu Fanen," he called the old man's name, played out the cards in his hand, and gave a deep chuckle:

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